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    nothing

    here's one straight from the tips.
    from the fingers, never reaching the lips.
    thinking a bit, then typing away.
    no real message. nothing to say.
    one for the raters and haters and such.
    go 'head, have a field day. doesn't matter to me much.
    not from the heart, straight from the head.
    just black on white, not much said.
    just a bunch of words when all's said and done.
    words about nothing, nowhere, and no one.
    no feelings involved, nothing on the line.
    i even made sure to make it rhyme.





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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    mikereinard’s Poems (22)

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    Title Comments
    here it comes again.... 1
    rate this! 2
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    Lindsay 0
    too late now 1
    yourself 0
    don't stop 0
    mom and dad 0
    duck, duck, goose 0
    Alone 0
    rain's a comin' 0
    one more 0
    close 1
    stranger 0
    look for the light 0
    dreamin 0
    the fork 0
    even more 0
    sing it out 0
    crux 0
    I never asked 1
    none 0